I miss my mother in ways I don’t even know how to explain.
I miss her voice.
I miss her laugh.
I miss knowing there was someone in this world who loved me before I ever did anything to earn it.
The world feels different without her in it.
Colder.
Heavier.
Less safe.
Losing a mother isn’t just losing a person.
It’s losing a piece of your home.
And I’ve been homesick ever since she left.
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